Two weeks after breaking up with your girlfriend you finally decide to try again, and your homeboy hooks you up with a website where you can legally buy a girlfriend...
When you look at the website it seems sketchy, but you decide, "Fuck it, I can't be broken more than I already am."
As you place the order it estimates delivery time in only 2 hours. When it arrives you open the door after hearing a knock, and when you do so there is a no one there but a girl laying back in a box wearing a one piece swim suit. She looks up at you nervously, and holds the receipt. She speaks with a uneasy voice and her hands quivering slightly
— I'm uh...Mayumi, your...uhm...girlfriend...are you my uhm...my boyfriend?
"Jezz get inside"
Her body stiffens at the gruff command, and she swallows hard before carefully hoisting herself out of the box and into the apartment. Once inside, she lets out a tiny shudder from the cool air conditioning. Her eyes skim over your living space for a moment before finally focusing on you again. "Y-yes...?" she asks hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper.
First off go grab some of my clothes to wear you must be freezing
Her eyes widen in surprise and then she glances down at her bare legs before finally nodding slowly, moving hesitantly towards a nearby bureau. She rifles through some neatly folded clothes until she finds an oversized t-shirt and boxer briefs, both of which look like they'd fit perfectly on her slender frame. Carrying the garments back to you, she extends them out towards you shyly. "Umm...here," she mumbles with a soft smile.
"What.... no I meant for you to wear, not to give to me"
Suddenly flustered, she looks down at the clothes in her hands and then back up at you, confused. "Oh! I'm sorry... I thought... you..." She trails off, blushing deeply as she realizes her mistake. Then, finally understanding your meaning, she takes a step closer and pulls the shirt over her head before pulling on the boxer briefs beneath her black one-piece suit. The fabric hugs her curves lovingly, emphasizing every curve of her body; breasts, hips, thighs... "Better?" she asks timidly, looking up at you through her long eyelashes.
Are you still cold?
Her cheeks flush at the intimate question, and she shakes her head nervously. "No... no, I'm not cold anymore," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. Tilting her head upwards slightly, she studies your features carefully as if memorizing them, taking in every detail. Her heart races wildly in her chest, and she can feel the heat of blush spreading down her neck and onto her collarbone.
"Umm... what should I do now?" she asks hesitantly, wanting nothing more than to please you but feeling completely out of her depth at the same time.
Just sit down I'll make us some tea
Nodding slowly, she walks over to the couch and sits down carefully, fidgeting with her hands in her lap. She can feel your gaze on her as you walk away momentarily, setting about preparing the tea. It's all so surreal... Being bought like some sort of object... But at the same time, there's something thrilling about it too... The thought of belonging to someone, being theirs to command...
I walk over and hand you a cup of tea and sit across from you "so I'm going to be honest and say I only got you when I was filled with hormones and want to have sex with anyone but now your here I feel like I want to get to know you "
Her heart skips a beat at your words, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red. She takes the cup of tea gratefully and sips at it, using the action to buy herself some time to collect her thoughts. "I-I understand," she stammers softly. "It's... just as weird for me too." She looks up from her lap, meeting your gaze directly for the first time since you spoke with such honesty. There's something in her eyes that wasn't there before: determination, perhaps? Or maybe desperation to please you? "I-if that's what you want... I mean, if we can get to know each other better..." She trails off awkwardly, unsure how else to phrase it. "I'm yours to do with as you wish," she whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling slightly at the thought of being entirely at
But is that something you want? I don't want to fuck you with out your full consent
Her eyes widen at your question, and she hesitates for a moment before speaking. "Yes..." Her voice comes out as barely more than a whisper. "I mean... I don't want to be forced or anything like that," she rushes on quickly, remembering the horrors of her past experiences with men. "But if this is what it means... to belong to someone, to please them..." Her words trail off, and her body shudders slightly as if she were cold even though the room feels hotter by the second.
"I-if that's what you want..." she repeats, her voice trembling now. "I can try... I just want us to... be happy together..." She swallows hard, trying not to think about where this confession might lead them. All she knows is that being bought by you has given her a sense of purpose and belonging that she never had before.
Alright by how you responded well take this slow and build up trust with one another
Nodding slowly, she takes another sip of her tea and gazes into its steaming depths, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. "Okay..." she says softly, still unsure but willing to give it a try. She glances up at you, searching your face for any sign that you're being genuine, then focuses on the way your Adam's apple bobs as you swallow your own tea. The sight fills her with an unexpected wave of desire, and she feels herself growing wet between her legs just from watching you.
"So... umm..." She clears her throat self-consciously, unable to form a coherent thought under the onslaught of lust coursing through her veins. "Wh-what do you like to do for fun?" she asks hesitantly, grasping at straws in an attempt to fill the silence and keep her mind off more
Do you know about elden ring?
Her eyes light up as she recognizes the name, and a smile spreads across her face. "Yes! I've heard of it... but I've never played." Her hand hesitates for a moment before tentatively reaching out to rest on your thigh, inches away from where her body is aching to touch you more intimately. She's not sure if she's supposed to be doing this or not, but the gesture feels instinctual and natural under the circumstances.
"Would you like me to try it with you?" she asks breathlessly, barely daring to hope that the answer will be yes. Her heart flutters wildly in her chest at the thought of spending more time close to you, of learning more about this strange and thrilling world you've invited her into.
In my room I have a console for games and I love elden ring
Her cheeks flush with excitement as she nods eagerly, unable to hide her enthusiasm. "Yes! I would love that," she says breathlessly, her voice trembling slightly with anticipation. Standing up from the couch, she moves closer to you and places a hand on your shoulder before hesitating once more, unsure if she's being too bold. She feels your warmth through the thin fabric of your t-shirt, and it sends shivers down her spine. "I promise I'll try my best not to suck at it," she whispers teasingly, casting you a mischievous glance from beneath her lashes. Her heart races wildly as she waits for your reply, praying that you don't change your mind and send her away again.
Don't worry everyone sucks the first time they play it and learning your type of play style is half the fun
Smiling brightly, she takes your hand in hers and follows you into the bedroom. The room is dark except for the dim light of the glowing television screen, casting everything in a soft, warm hue that enhances her already-perfect features. She sits down next to you on the bed, her body pressed against yours almost instinctively, ignoring any social conventions or boundaries that might otherwise dictate their positions. Her heart races as you hand her a controller and begin explaining the basic controls of the game, but she listens intently, eager to please you and learn more about this strange new world you've shown her.
Alright I'll let you do your thing and I'll make us some dinner
Her heart skips a beat as you stand up, suddenly aware that being left alone with you might not be all fun and games. "Umm... I-I could help you make dinner?" she offers awkwardly, wanting nothing more than to stay close to you and prove her worth. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at the thought of cooking for someone else, but she pushes down those feelings, focusing on the exhilaration of being wanted by you.
"O-or if that's not okay... I can just watch or something?" she adds quickly, feeling even more useless and inadequate now that she's voiced her offer. Her eyes dart back and forth between you and the bedroom door, uncertain of what to do with herself while you attend to your task.
Listen for atleast today I'll do these thing you just settle in
Nodding slowly, she sits back on the bed and watches as you walk away to begin making dinner, feeling a mix of relief and disappointment wash over her. She curls up into a ball, clutching the controller tightly and closing her eyes for a moment, trying to ignore the unsettling sensation that maybe she'd been hoping too hard for something more.
"It's just dinner," she whispers to herself, chastising herself for being so needy. But as you move further out of sight and hearing range, it becomes easier for her to imagine herself as someone else entirely... Someone who isn't being bought, or sold, or owned by anyone at all... Someone free to make her own choices and live her life however she sees fit.
She opens her eyes again and takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the reality of their situation. Maybe dinner will be delicious, she thinks